I was walking the dog last weekend. We live on a council estate a a young man of the lower class persuasion was holding court on that very subject. His window was open and he was drunkenly bellowing details of his conquest to the whole street.

"She was on top, like, and going right at it"
"She's one o' them is she?"
"Oh aye. She's going right at it and I pops out and she pops me right back in again only I've not gone back in where I came out"